Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

My Oatmeal

My oatmeal is not like yours
Unless you stir in a tablespoon of peanut butter
Add a little chocolate syrup
And three giant spoons full of brown sugar.
Then it is exactly like yours
Except I sneak in more sugar.

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 30, 2018 at 12:52 PM Lol! Too cute ;) xomo! Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 30, 2018 at 2:58 PM You did! I used to have a crazy sweet tooth, seven sugars in my coffee. But I'm quality over quantity now, now my coffee's with just a bit of dark maple syrup, mmmm ;) Caren Krutsinger July 30, 2018 at 1:29 PM I am trying to show you how sweet I eat my food, and I think I may have succeeded.

John Lawless July 30, 2018 at 9:28 AM Hey, mom used to make oatmeal that you could stand a shovel up in. cooked overnight in a double boiler on a very large, black, cast iron stove.... Caren Krutsinger July 30, 2018 at 12:03 PM I still like it that way. I LOVE oatmeal! Yum. yum!

Augustus Black July 30, 2018 at 2:02 AM I like the way you've lined up this write. A funny, cool and amazing poem. Caren Krutsinger July 30, 2018 at 7:33 AM Thank you Augustus. It is totally true, and that makes it happy for me.

Line Gauthier July 29, 2018 at 11:10 PM LOL - that is delightfully disgusting. A beautiful little gem, Caren. Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 30, 2018 at 12:53 PM Ah! "delightfully disgusting" sounds like something I'd say ;) LOVE IT <3 Caren Krutsinger July 30, 2018 at 7:33 AM Thank you Line, and it is so what I eat whenever I can.